True Encounters With Men
Fiction by Greg Stevens
True Encounters With Men -- Chapter 2
I remember my encounter with John left me feeling strange, uncertain. I told myself on the drive home that it was just an experiment, and I would never need to try it again, and I would never talk about it to anyone ever. However, the next day, I was back on AOL looking for John. Unfortunately, I never found him online again. I think maybe he was concerned about getting caught with a minor in a hotel and he changed his profile.
My next encounter was a few months later. I had run to the grocery store for my mom and a guy began to follow me around the store. I thought he was a security guard at first, but then he stood next to me and sighed. "Hi" he said. "Hi" I replied, not really thinking about anything. "Follow me" he said, so softly I barely heard him. He walked into the restroom and held the door open for me. "Hi" he said, again this time with a big smile. Then he reached for my crotch and began to rub it. I didn't move as he continued to fondle me.
"Meet me in the parking lot" he said, and a few minutes later I got into his car. He drove out of the parking lot and parked behind some buildings. Then he turned to me and began opening my pants. My dick was already hard, and he did not hesitate to bend forward and take it in his mouth and started to suck me.
I remember thinking that his mouth felt so much better than John's as he moved his lips and tongue up and down the length of my cock. I placed my hand on his head and looked out the window of the car, nervous that someone might come by. The guy continued sucking and I wanted it to last as it felt so incredible. Then he reached under my shirt and began to slide his hand over my chest until he found a nipple and began to play with it.
The sensation of his mouth on my cock and his hand on my nipple pushed me over the edge and before I could say something, my dick erupted in the guy's mouth. I tried to stop it. I tried to warn him, but it happened so fast that I had no time. The guy did not seem to mind though as he just continued to slurp on my dick and swallow all my cum. When I was done, he pulled his head up and licked my dick all over getting every drop of my cum.
He moved close to me and placed his lips on mine. As soon as he did, I could taste remnants of cum on his lips and tongue and it sort of grossed me out. I didn't want to kiss him, I didn't really even want to be with him after cumming, but I felt nervous saying no and thought that he might get angry with me. Fortunately, he was cool and drove me back to the grocery store.
This is the first time I have ever talked about this particular adventure. I felt weird about it for a long after. At that time, I believed that was where my experimentation would end. I didn't feel good about it in any way. I didn't go on AOL, and I didn't try to seek out more experiences. I met a few girls in school, and I got to second base with a couple of them. One of them was willing to go all the way, but it didn't feel right, and we never went out again.
Winter break was coming up and I had midterms to get done. I tried to focus my attention on school and not on my constantly hard dick. The next experience I had was at the mall. I was shopping for Christmas gifts and noticed a guy looking at some clothes. He was tall and muscular wearing black jeans and construction boots and there was something that drew me to him. I followed him from a distance not really knowing what I was doing.
Then I watched as he picked up a leather jacket from a rack and put it on, then went to a mirror to check it out. He zipped it up, put his hands in the pockets, he even lifted the collar. Every movement sent a pulse to my dick. Finally, he removed it and placed it back on the rack and left the area. I walked over to the jacket; it was still warm. I took it from the rack with trembling fingers and tried it on. The smell was incredible and even though it was a bit big on me I loved how it felt.
At this point my dick was so hard I could barely walk. I placed the jacket on the hanger holding it in front of my bulging crotch and made my way to the dressing room. I found a booth and entered, locking the door behind, then slipped the leather jacket back on. I looked at myself in the mirror then reached into my pants and pulled out my hard cock. I looked at myself in the mirror and began to stroke myself.
I loved the way the leather sounded, and the smell of the leather seemed to be intoxicating. Like the best smell I had ever experienced. I didn't realize how a smell could be so sexual. How it could excite me so much. I cupped my hand over my mouth to soften my moaning as my orgasm began to build. I closed my eyes, and I imagined the guy on his knees sucking my dick. I buried my face into the leather collar and took a deep breath and cum shot from my dick hitting the mirror.
Another shot and then a third splattered the mirror with white creamy cum. I caught my breath and tried to control my breathing as the orgasm began to wane. When it was over, I held my semi hard, wet cock in my hand and looked at the mess I made on the mirror. I cleaned up as much of the cum as I could, then carefully took the leather jacket off and placed it back on the hanger. I waited till the dressing room was quiet and left quickly, returning the jacket to the rack, and leaving the store.
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